I hate the bus: Part 1

Too many people talk to me on the bus. It's official: I'm wearing a faux wedding ring to ward off the gentlemen and burying my nose in a book to further dissuade people from talking to me, period.
Trust me, I'm not trying to brag. The only guys who talk to me are super creepy 50-somethings who complain about their ex-wives. No bus hotties as of yet.

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